Notes on my locker| MISNUNG

one.

'beginning of CASE 143'

Hey Minho,

I really don't know how to begin this but I really like you. It happened when I saw you for the first time. Just wanted to let you know.

-j<3

Minho stared at the note on his locker, a pale pastel green note with confusing initials.

Minho looked through his locker, worried that someone had probed through his stuff and this was some sort of sick prank.

The small corridor had already been filtering students and his friends who just 'happened' to have lockers nearby had already started gathering around the rare but surprising event.

He felt a hand on his shoulder as Chan read the note with a mischievous grin already forming on his face.

"GUYS, MINHO GOT A LOVE CONFESSION" Chan yelled grabbing the attention of just more than his dumbass group.

His group burst into howling teasingly as whispers ran through the crowd who had stopped to witness the audacity of someone who had left a note on Minho's locker.

If you weren't part of skz group you were advised to maintain more social distancing than COVID from Minho.

Minho was just a brutal guy. Brutally honest, brutally intelligent, and would beat the living crap out of you brutally if he liked.

He wasn't exactly a Playboy but boy he couldn't keep up with relationships. He wasn't bad at them exactly, on the contrary he was the 'Perfect Boyfriend'.

He just had one wish, to grow together in relationships, but past relationships just felt a bit immature for him and he also had the habit of losing interests easily.

But there was this one guy who had held his eye for over a semester, an extremely rare occurrence. For him, his 'new' crush had been much closer than he imagined but unfortunately for him, closeness was only in proximity.

His crush being his best friend Hyunjin's boyfriend's best friend Han Jisung.

For Han he didn't even exist, true he had a shy personality but the guy didn't spare him a glance when the group met up.

His longtime crush. The reason? it was a day that was etched into his memory Which his group knew in detail. Why? Because they witnessed it with their own eyes.

Han was rarely there whenever their group met so he would just steal glances whenever he got. He would just 'accidentally' be there whenever Han was.

He is proud of his consistency and all he wants is to hold Han close or better yet get Han to talk to him looking into his eyes.

Unfortunately for him as stated above his existence was yet to be discovered by Han except for that one day he held so close to his heart.

"Woah, we shouldn't be surprised though" Jeongin smiled and half the students in the corridor melted.

The crowd started filtering again with Minho's single glare.

Minho just shook his head and crumpled the paper and threw it in the dustbin and that's when his gaze met with white Converse shoes in the distance.

No way-

His eyes immediately traveled to a loose-fitted flannel shirt, washed wide jeans and a baseball cap.

Minho couldn't help but freeze as he made eye contact with Han who held his books closely to his chest with an unreadable expression, almost a sad one.

Minho who was unbelievably famous for his icy stares melted into starry ones as soon as he saw Han.

Han had stopped in the middle of the hallway.

Did he stop for me?

Minho couldn't help but just stare at his crush but of course, something had to ruin their moment.

"HAN! Wait for me too" Felix came running behind.

"Oh hi Minho hyung" Felix beamed.

"Hi Lix how were classes?" Minho said not being able to mask his disappointment as Han had turned towards Felix latching onto his arm.

Minho would've been jealous but he often fawned over his bestfriend's fidelity.

"Good" Felix smiled before grabbing Han's hand and taking him away followed by hyunjin.